nyslfriends Chapter 95 Jiang Siming Returns
Chapter 95 Jiang Siming Returns
Chapter 95 Jiang Siming Returns
Jiang Siming felt a little emotional when he saw Jian Douluo, whose expression was too calm.
Jian Douluo's father was defeated by Qian Daoliu. As the inheritor of the Seven Killing Swords, defeating Qian Daoliu has probably become Jian Douluo's lifelong obsession. However, the tiny level gap is an insurmountable gap.
Just when everyone was stunned, Ning Fengzhi's voice suddenly came from behind.
Two extremely luxurious carriages drove over side by side.
Ning Fengzhi slowly stepped down from the carriage.
"Dad!" Ning Rongrong was so happy when she saw her father coming that she wanted to dive into Ning Fengzhi's arms.
The sudden scream also broke the somewhat quiet atmosphere.
"Girl, go slow, there is another one in your arms!" Ning Fengzhi said with a helpless smile.
"Ah! Little fox!" Ning Rongrong, who was originally very happy to see Ning Fengzhi, saw the little ice-blue ball of fur in Ning Fengzhi's arms and immediately snatched it from Ning Fengzhi's arms.
Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter who had a fox and had forgotten her father. He smiled helplessly and shook his head.
"Ah." The little fox raised its little paws and gestured around in a somewhat coquettish manner, as if to say, you all left and forgot about me, this baby fox is so pitiful.
Ever since the little fox stopped sticking to Jiang Siming, he has been following Ning Rongrong, eating, drinking and sleeping all day long and living a very comfortable life. He has long forgotten about Jiang Siming.
"Uncle Jian, Dean Flanders, Dean Liu, and children. Get on the carriage." Ning Fengzhi still spoke in a warm and gentle voice.
Everyone got on the same car without delay. Ning Rongrong, holding the little fox, also chose to stay with her companions. Ning Fengzhi, who was standing by, was full of relief, as his little princess had finally grown up.
"Xiao San and Sima, please take the same car with me. I have something to discuss with you." Ning Fengzhi stopped Jiang Siming and Tang San who were about to get in the car.
Jiang Siming got into Ning Fengzhi's car without any hesitation with Jian Douluo.
Tang San was stunned for a moment, then looked at his companions and got on the same car with Jiang Siming.
Two carriages were moving slowly on the spacious avenue. From time to time, black figures passed by the woods on both sides. They were obviously the guards of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
On the carriage.
Jiang Siming also took off his mask. After all, everyone present knew his identity, so there was no need to hide anything.
"Uncle Ning, what do you want to talk to me about?" Tang San had some doubts in his mind and asked directly.
"Xiao San, this attack on the Spirit Hall is probably aimed at you and Si Ming." Ning Fengzhi said solemnly.
Jiang Siming did not show any surprise, but Tang San on the side was a little confused.
"Did you know? Your father is Haotian Douluo! The youngest Titled Douluo in the entire continent!" Ning Fengzhi could not hide his admiration and praise in his words. Even Jian Douluo beside him could not help but nod silently, obviously he also admired Tang Hao very much.
Tang San was not too surprised. After all, he had already heard this from Jiang Siming.
Ning Fengzhi slowly told the story of what happened back then bit by bit...
On the other side, in Wuhun City.
In the empty hall, two figures were standing alone, and they seemed to be arguing with each other.
"Can you please let him go?" The man's voice was pleading.
"Oh, Yu Xiaogang! You are still so useless. In the end, you can't protect anyone!" There was a hint of sadness and regret in the woman's voice.
"Even if I want to let him go, can those people in the Elders' Hall let him go? I think you don't know yet what he has in his hands?" Bibi Dong said lightly.
The master was speechless for a moment. After all, Jiang Siming and Tang San had never told him about M4a1.
"The one called Jiang Sima, is he Jiang Siming? The one with twin martial souls?" Bibi Dong didn't believe that there were so many geniuses in this world. Jiang Siming could kill Soul Emperor, and Jiang Sima could even fight with Soul Douluo. What's more, their names only differed by one letter, so she asked tentatively.
The master's expression changed slightly, but he immediately reacted and calmed down.
"Sure enough, does this count as you killing your disciple with your own hands?" Bibi Dong's voice suddenly became extremely sharp, and a somewhat crazy smile appeared on her face.
"You are a lunatic!" The master looked at the beautiful woman in front of him with heartache. He didn't understand what led to the current outcome.
"Go now! And your disciple Tang San, they may not be able to leave Wuhun City!" Bibi Dong waved her hand, turned her back, two lines of crystal tears ran down her face, the contradictory combination of love and hate is madness.
The sound of the master's footsteps gradually fading away seemed to be knocking on the two people's hearts. Whose heart was hurting more?
"Xiao Gang..."
After a few days of bumpy ride.
Finally, the group arrived at Wuhun City, and there were no other disturbances.
In front of Wuhun City, Jian Douluo and the others still had calm expressions, but the Shrek Seven Devils and Shui Yue'er behind them were not so calm. Even Jiang Siming was a little surprised.
It has to be said that as a holy place in the minds of soul masters, the magnificence of Wuhun City even exceeds that of Tiandou City.
"Let's go!" Flanders said, and led everyone into this holy land of soul masters.
Jiang Siming also took off his mask and no longer deliberately kept a distance from Shrek Academy. It was meaningless to hide at this moment. The reason why Jiang Siming had concealed his identity before was just to avoid causing unnecessary trouble before arriving at Wuhun City. Now it didn’t matter whether he was exposed or not, because it was destined to be an uneasy game.
"Why did you take off your mask?" Dai Mubai asked curiously.
"It's so handsome. It would be so selfish if only my little Qingqing could appreciate it!" Jiang Siming said narcissistically.
When everyone heard Jiang Siming say this, they understood that Jiang Siming was no longer hiding.
He also laughed at Jiang Siming's sarcastic words.
"Yue'er, this is our Shrek's last student, Jiang Siming!" Dai Mubai explained to Shui Yue'er who was a little confused.
"This pervert! No!" Shui Yueer realized that she had said the wrong thing and immediately covered her mouth. She looked so cute.
Seeing this, everyone looked at Jiang Siming with laughter.
"You are right about this, he is a pervert! A big pervert!" Dai Mubai scratched Shui Yue'er's cute little nose.
"Enough, enough! Fatty, I've really had enough of you." Ma Hongjun immediately made a vomiting gesture.
"Fatty! Wait a minute before vomiting, or you'll have to share the second wave!" Jiang Siming said as he put his arm around Zhu Zhuqing's slender waist.
"You! You!" Ma Hongjun looked at everyone laughing and said sadly.
Everyone burst into laughter, while Zhu Zhuqing, blushing a little, punched Jiang Siming's chest.
Just as everyone was laughing, the master came from a distance, and the tears in the corners of his eyes revealed his state of mind at the moment.
The Shrek Seven Devils looked at the Master slowly approaching in confusion.
Flanders and Liu Erlong had different expressions, but they did not step forward to disturb the master at this moment, because the master's eyes were staring straight in the direction of Jiang Siming.
The master looked at Jiang Siming who had taken off his mask. Although he was surprised, he still said, "Siming, I'm afraid your identity has been exposed!"
Jiang Siming nodded, but he was not too surprised. After all, from the moment his mask was lifted by Ghost Douluo, he was destined to be unable to hide anymore. He took his portrait to ask around at Shrek Academy, and there must be a few students who have seen Jiang Siming. After all, with Jiang Siming's current appearance, it was too outstanding, and it was only a matter of time before he was discovered.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became depressing. Zhu Zhuqing looked at Jiang Siming with some worry, and her delicate hands involuntarily clenched the clothes on Jiang Siming's chest.
"What are you all standing there for? I'm starving. I've been eating dry food in the carriage these days. Don't you miss the big meals?" Jiang Siming said in a relaxed manner, breaking the depressing atmosphere.
"Yes! I'm starving, Big Brother Dai, why don't you treat us this time?" Ma Hongjun echoed.
Everyone returned to their playful and noisy state, but their eyes were full of determination.
(End of this chapter)